Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

But when Liu Qichu and Lu Ci parted, he still felt extremely uncomfortable.

Without a few like-minded close friends around, even though Mizhou is a place he has lived in for several years and is quite familiar, he is still a little bit lost.

Especially under Lu Ci's high-intensity urging, he has become accustomed to the rhythm of going to bed early and getting up early, and he suddenly felt very uncomfortable without being followed.

And in the first six months after he took office in Mizhou, he also mustered up his energy, leaving early and returning late every day, very diligent.

It wasn't until half a year later, seeing that everything was going well and the people were happy, that the tension in his mind gradually relaxed...

Soon it will reveal itself and become loose again.

He was busy with official duties, so he forgot to eat and sleep for so long, he should reward himself, go to the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, right?

I don't know, I was taken aback.

When he suddenly had this long-lost thought, he suddenly realized that it has been a year since he entered and exited Huajie Liuxiang last time!

To be precise, since the end of the Fajie test, when he was reunited with Lu Ci and the others, and lived and traveled together, he has been coaxed by that cunning little glutton all the time.

I have been walking around behind him willingly, not to mention, I obviously only went to Bianjing after a few years, and I forgot to visit Chongniang and the others before leaving!

Thinking of Lu Ci's endless tricks, Liu Qi couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

I wanted to complain a few words, but I still miss it more.

"...Embracing each other, empty memories."

As soon as he wrote a new word, Liu Qi put down his pen with a dazed expression, and counted the days silently, his interest subtly improved.

Hey, it won't be long before the end of the year.

With Xiao Taotie's filial piety, he should come back to visit his mother, right?

It just so happened that the office was released at that time, and I had more time to accompany him.

After finishing his official duties at the government office that day, he looked out the window, seeing that it was still early, he simply invited the county magistrate, master secretary, and county lieutenant to gather in the singing building to listen to ditties and have a drink.

Unexpectedly, the county magistrate who had always had a good relationship with him, after hearing this invitation, not only did not happily agree, but also slightly raised his eyebrows: "This, I'm afraid it's not very good."

Liu Qi: "?"

The county lieutenant also laughed: "I suddenly remembered that there are still some urgent errands left, so let's forget it."

Liu Qi watched the two of them slip away quickly inexplicably, and then looked at the master.

The chief secretary looked calm, and did not hesitate to blackmail himself: "There is a rouge tiger in the family, and I will not accompany you for the sake of my own life."

Liu Qi: "..."

It's rare to want to return to the appearance of a prodigal son, but he can only watch several assistant officials leave one after another, and Liu Qi has never recovered.

Before he even had time to catch a detailed question, the shop walker suddenly arrived and interrupted his thoughts.

Because the date of Lu Ci's letter was very close, the post office simply combined it and sent it together.

There is only one shop every [-] to [-] miles, and Lu Ci and Liu Qi communicate very frequently, so Liu Qi is also very familiar with this infantry.

Unsurprisingly, when he saw Lu Ci's name at the signing place, Liu Qi was in a good mood, and he didn't bother with those disrespectful assistant officials, and gave them a few copper coins as rewards before accepting the letter.

Since no one was invited, he lost the interest of going alone, so he simply turned around and went back to the official office, and opened the letters one by one in the order they were sent.

In the first letter, Lu Ci calmly stated that because he rescued the books in the library, his rank was promoted to the sixth official, Wailang, and took the post of Prince Sheren.

Liu Qi looked dazed: "????"

The expiration of a term must be three years.

I was still struggling to be a county magistrate, so why did my friend jump up a few levels in the blink of an eye?

As expected of Lu Yuyu.

He shook his head in amazement, and couldn't help but say 'yes' to Lu Ci, feeling happy on his behalf.

However, it didn't take long before he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Now that the East Palace has not been established, isn't the prince giving up others in vain?

Moreover, he also lost his job in the pavilion, so it would mean that he only got promoted to his current level, but ended up staying at home with nothing to do?

Unwilling to reconcile, Liu Qi read the letter over and over several times, and was helplessly sure that in order not to worry him, this cunning little glutton only downplayed the whole text, which made him want to analyze it, but he couldn't figure it out.

Liu Qi frowned, took a deep breath, and resisted the urge to reply immediately to criticize people, and opened the second letter.

Maybe I just forgot, and I explained it in the second letter?

However, the facts were destined to disappoint him.

Liu Qi looked numbly at the letter that repeatedly emphasized the change of address and made him not rush to send out snacks... Only a little bit of useful information was found at the end.

That is, this amazing little friend of mine finally got his wish and was transferred to the local area to serve as the magistrate.

From then on, you can enjoy local delicacies without having to be confined to the Imperial Capital.

The only fly in the ointment is that even though the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, there is destined to be an eyeliner of the court by his side—Tong San follows.

But obstacles can be overcome, the future is destined to be bright.

After Lu Ci optimistically wrote a special letter, he also generously promised that in return for them sending snacks, as soon as he arrived in Fenzhou, he would try to find out how to make special dishes such as braised beans and noodles, and then collect some local specialties. Yam over here.

It was only at the end that Lu Ci symbolically expressed his regret: In his original plan, he planned to return to his hometown to visit his mother during the period when the library was closed at the end of the year.

Now that they are going to Fenzhou to take up the post, they will naturally be stranded. The only way to see if they can get together again in Bianjing is after they are funded by each other.

Liu Qi, whose idea of ​​the party was also in vain, couldn't restrain his anger when he saw Lu Ci's insincere 'regret'.

Under the terrified attention of the people around him, he threw the letter paper on the table angrily, then raised his pen angrily, and accused this cold lover-"How can I feel my mood? Undecided. Tossing and turning without sleep, the charming pillow is cold..."

Liu Qi was full of complaints and inspired, but Zhu Shuo, who only received Lu Ci's letter from Bianjing eight days later than him, had a completely different attitude.

Not because of anything else, but because he opened the second letter first.

It's not like Liu Qi who worries people for nothing.

Zhu said that the officer he was in charge of was in charge of defense, regiment training and part of the military in the county, and because he was located in Yongzhou, he was very busy with official duties.

But he was not afraid of hard work since he was a child. Even though he was so busy every day that he didn't touch the ground, he only felt fulfilled and full of fighting spirit.

Especially when Lu Ci was working in the pavilion, he sent some rare manuscripts from time to time, and he felt that he benefited a lot from the improved formula of gunpowder.

Even without the manuscript, just reading Lu Ci's letters every month is the time he looks forward to the most and is also the happiest time.

This time is no exception.

Zhu said that after reading it, his face was full of smiles.

He didn't have the slightest notion that serving as an official in Beijing is better than serving in a local area, and he was even happy for Lu Ci from the bottom of his heart.

After all, brother Yu Yu really wanted to go somewhere, he couldn't be more clear.

Zhu said that he read letters very slowly and cherished them very much.

He knew very well that after reading this one, he would come back to the next one, at least ten days and a half months later.

And because brother Yuyu was about to leave for Fenzhou to take up his post, it would take more than half a month to wait until he settled down and settled his affairs.

Zhu said that when replying to the letter, he even wrote five or six waste manuscripts before he started solemnly.

He didn't ask too many questions, he just wrote down some of the things he got when he rushed to Yongzhou to take office, hoping to help Lu Ci's gang.

After the infantry took the letter away, Zhu said he couldn't help but walked out of the government office and stood alone on the street.

It was a crisp autumn and the withered yellow leaves were falling one after another. Even if he couldn't see it with his own eyes at this time, he could still imagine that the river in the distance must be surging forward unstoppably.

He faced the north, squinted his eyes and looked at the sky. While he was fascinated by the scene, he couldn't help but melt into the scene, and he said: "The blue sky, the yellow leaf land, the autumn colors are rolling, and the cold smoke is green on the waves... A cup of turbid wine, a long dragon Prance, only a thousand miles away."

He and brother Yu Yu are really one south and one north, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and it is difficult to see each other for several years.

There is only one poem, I hope the other party will cherish it.

For the time being, Lu Ci couldn't feel the longing for Liu and Zhu, who had nowhere to vent and could only be entrusted in the poems.

It's not too far from Bianjing to Fenzhou. To be honest, it's even shorter than the journey back to Mizhou from Bianjing.

Lu Ci's idea was to buy property in the local area, so although he brought a lot of high-end goods in the capital, he planned to sell them along the way.

Jiaozi also brought a lot, for this reason, he hired four additional servants to escort him to the post.

After all, he was only going to the post, not performing urgent official duties, so naturally he would not enjoy the treatment of being escorted and using official horses.

Lu Ci set off early, but the road was leisurely and leisurely, not to enjoy the mountains and rivers along the way, but to taste the special delicacies of the northwestern Song Dynasty and various state capitals that he had never been to, and do business along the way.

Although he hasn't been to Fenzhou yet, he has tasted no less than five versions of Fenzhou's special braised bean noodles.

Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and it is difficult to choose.

When Lu Ci arrived at Xihe County, where the prefecture of Fenzhou was located, the car was already full of goods that were already full.

Because of this, even if he ate all the way, the number of children in his arms increased a lot.

Arriving in front of the city gate where people come and go, Lu Ci did not ask the coachman to look for the guards at the gate to reveal his identity. Instead, he ordered the coach to follow the long queue, and he did not get off the bus, just waiting peacefully. in the compartment.

After the last pack of fried beans was wiped out, it was his turn.

When the city guard officials asked Lu Ci to get off the car expressionlessly so that they could get in the car for inspection, the person in charge of checking the road could not help but gasp after glancing at a few lines.

"Lu Zhi--"

He was about to salute in a panic, but Lu Ci waved his hand with a smile and stopped him: "It's routine, you should check it out."

The man's face was unpredictable, and it took a long time to freeze on embarrassment: "Yes, yes."

He didn't have time to reveal Lu Ci's identity, but his fearful and trembling demeanor still couldn't be concealed from others.

Even if they quickly calmed down and were responsible for asking Lu Ci to get out of the car, and then boarded the car to inspect the goods, the two couldn't help but look at each other, and they couldn't help but be polite in their words and deeds.

Now that it was dark, Lu Ci didn't plan to go to the government office overnight to take up his post, so as not to make a fuss and disturb the people for nothing.

Instead, after finding a guest house with empathy, he happily went to the streets to look for food.

The author has something to say: Notes:

1. Liu Yong's words are adapted from his own writings "Yinjiaxing" and "Guojian Xiejin"

2. Fan Zhongyan's ci is adapted from his own "Su Mu Zhe"